Finding A Baby
In three years as a couple, we had never discussed adopting a child. Why would we? Our lives were not geared for child rearing. I was an aspiring playwright working as a part-time word processor and Danny was a respected yet wildly underpaid social worker. We had a roommate sleeping behind a partition in our living room to help pay the rent. Even if our financial and logistical circumstances had been different, we knew how many challenges gay couples usually faced when they want to adopt. And while Danny had patience and selflessness galore, I didn’t. I didn’t know how to change a diaper, let alone nurture a child.
Today’s heartwarming story is brought to you by Peter Mercurio, who has a piece in Opinionator about a time, 12 years ago, when his husband found an abandoned baby in a subway station. Grab a tissue. [via]